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			<title>no title yet, ideas plz?</title>
			<description>Prologue:&quot;Evan Paxche,&quot; a voice said.&quot;Yes?&quot; he asked, turning around to see who had said his name. All he saw was an old woman, hunched over on a bench. He put his hand on his gun inside his bag. &quot;Who said that?&quot;The woman looked up from behind her scarf. Her face was not that old, around thirt..</description>
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			<title>The Cupboard *WORK IN PROGRESS*</title>
			<description>work in progress, no title yet :) 
enjoy and please comment to tell me what could be done better :)</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: First Sight</title>
			<description>The first time I saw him, it was like being slapped in the face with a smelly, dead, rotting fish. His scent was sweet, like sugar, yet masculine. His blood drove me crazy with longing to bite into his neck and drain away his life force. But I contained myself. I hated him. He shouldn&amp;rsquo;t make m..</description>
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			<title> A Little Piece of Me</title>
			<description>There are things that nobody should know about me. Then there are things that everyone should. But it seems to me that only the bad things are remembered, and the good times are so easily forgotten. The way to prevent this is to not do anything at all. Eventually the buzz will pass, and you'll wake ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Who Said What?!</title>
			<description>You would think that my eighteenth time entering high school would be easier than my first. Let me tell you one thing: it's actually harder. When you move around a lot, from place to place with your 'parents', you tend to start to realize that after a few years, you won't ever see these people again..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I used to think that there was someone somewhere who would understand me and my way of thinking. It turns out that I was completely, utterly WRONG.--Jacey Richards</description>
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			<title>No Room For Love</title>
			<description>Read it and find out, I mean, come on, people.</description>
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			<title>Last Whispers</title>
			<description>My first attempt at poetry... help, please.</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Death</title>
			<description>In a race for his life, Robert desperately sends a message to Adeline warning her of the soul-snatchers and their wrath. </description>
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			<title>Death, Love, and Karma</title>
			<description>read the book</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>the title of the book</description>
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